Men are convinced of your arguments, your sincerity, and the seriousness of your efforts only by your death.
quote by Albert Camus
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How Can I Give That
Thank you for helping me,
Protect my steps.
Happy I am that my seriousness,
Has convinced you...
My footprints made,
Were placed in a direction...
To be respected as I thought,
You too wanted kept.
And now that I know,
My best efforts...
You prove you wish not to neglect,
I am happy you now see...
It is about maintaining one's integrity.
And IF you express a giving of this to me...
I have nothing but that,
From me to you to show I can and will do.
You deserve the best.
But how can I give that,
If you take for granted my seriousness?
And my seriousness to deliver...
You should always expect.
In fact...
I would not mind if you demanded it.
Since this will tell me our feelings are mutual.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What's Been Done Has Been Done
For the first time they all sat,
Together...
In an obvious nervousness.
No longer separated,
By lines of divisions.
Or seats that depicted them,
In political affliations.
The beginning of a seriousness has begun.
And arguments of special interests...
Is slowly ending its run!
For the first time they all sat,
Together...
In an obvious nervousness.
No longer separated,
By lines of divisions.
Or seats that depicted them,
In political affliations.
And a leader states,
'Whether you like it or not...
You are going to grow up.
Whether you like it or not...
Your petty stuff has been enough.'
The beginning of a seriousness has begun.
And arguments of special interests...
Is slowly ending its run!
The streets are in shambles.
And those rich believe they can not be touched.
The funds needed to repair and correct despair...
Is going to take what some have.
And what they have must be given up.
What needs to be fixed,
Is going to come out of pockets.
Out of the pockets of those who leech.
Out of the pockets of those who fed on fat.
And they are among the elite.
The streets are in shambles.
And those rich believe they can not be touched.
The funds needed to repair and correct despair...
Is going to take what some have.
And what they have must be given up.
For the first time they all sat,
Together...
In an obvious nervousness.
No longer separated,
By lines of divisions.
Or seats that depicted them,
In political affliations.
The beginning of a seriousness has begun.
And arguments of special interests...
Is slowly ending its run!
What's been done has been done...
And now the time has come to undo it!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I've Just Started
I am flattered,
But not yet sold.
Nor am I convinced,
By what I am told.
My steps on a path,
Has not changed at all.
The obstacles remain the same.
I am just careful how I fall.
Stumbling to get up,
Has become my ritual.
With few complaints...
I master my strengths.
I am flattered,
But not yet sold.
Nor am I convinced,
By what I am told.
I just 'do'.
To get done.
With a motivation...
That inspires me to finish.
I am flattered that this has been recognized.
But not yet sold am I.
Nor convinced by what I am told,
About achieving with accomplishment...
The best of my efforts.
That's impossible!
How could I when I've just started.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A true intellectual is a man who, after reading a book and being convinced by its arguments, will shoot someone or, more likely, order someone shot.
quote by John McCarthy
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Efforts
I'll not make
Any special
Efforts to
Please you
If you get
Pleased by my
Usual efforts
I'll thank my luck
If my efforts
Displease you
I'll say
Hard Luck
And wish you
‘Better Luck'
With someone else's
Efforts
Though I know
You'll not go
Anywhere
And still
Cling to me,
Expecting me
To please you
With more
Concerted efforts
As if your pleasure
Has always depended
On my special efforts!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Given To Be Myth-ed
Messengers with messages sent,
Has been done.
Yet...
Many await the evidence brought to them,
By images they have created...
To make the seriousness of the messages,
Worthy of them to pay attention.
And unfortunately...
Physical images given to be myth-ed,
To have people convinced to believe...
Have never existed in reality.
Especially when truth,
Has been easily distorted and fed to deceive.
And 'THAT' which 'IS' is aware of this.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Sincerity
(l. stansfield/i. devaney/ a. morris)
Spoken:
People say they care, but when it come down to it
Do they have what Im singing for
Lets sing it for
Sincerity
Sincerity
People, rushin round in their lonely lives
Theyd like to care for others, but frankly,
They dont have the time
cause theyre always doin the things
They have to do so theyll be alright
Their always lookin out for their own side
People think theyve got priorities right
Chorus:
Sincerity
The road we need to travel for a better way of life
Sincerity
An attitude we need to take if we want to survive
Come on give me (come on) sincerity
Come on give me (come on) sincerity
Heartaches, everybody now and then
Theyre cryin out for others,
To listen to them like a friend
But were always sayin we dont have the time
But we really sympathize, maybe another time
Dont think about tomorrow
Do it while youve got the chance
Chorus
Come on give me (come on) sincerity
Come on give me (come on) sincerity
But were always sayin we dont have the time
We really sympathize, well, maybe another time
Dont think about tomorrow
Do it while youve got the chance
Chorus
song performed by by Lisa Stansfield
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I Am Fixed
I am in your company,
Any longer will be the end of me.
I came up to say something,
To dispute about a deed and its relaxation.
I opened my eyes to you with sincerity
And spoke another phrase for you to learn.
The arguments took place in this position,
Your actions were definitely being tested.
I have accosted you to fight you,
And the words of the pen you used
Are fixed forming wonderful meaning
In the very air.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Ive Convinced Everybody But Me
The guys down at the job all want to know
How things are going since I let you go
I laugh and say my heart aint missed a beat
Ive convinced everybody but me
Chorus
Im all right, im okay,
Thats what I always say
When they ask me how im doing without you
I say im glad im free and if they all believe
Ive convinced everybody but me
Im the life of the party every night
Nobody knows im dyin deep inside
I dont hurt at all as far as they can see
Ive convinced everybody but me
(chorus)
I smile in every mirror
Like im such a happy man
But my heart knows what a liar I am
(chorus)
Yes, ive convinced everybody but me
song performed by by George Strait
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A Parody
It is what it is.
And,
Well...
Even if a parody,
It's more of a wasted imitation...
Of a conciousness spent,
Upon seeking comic relief.
Instead of finding a seriousness,
To immediately correct...
What is no longer funny.
It is what it is.
And,
Well...
A joke that has become a reality to live,
Is a life no one regards for its significance.
And the importance of it,
Has less value than a game to play...
To see who can compete to lose the most.
With those wishing to mend with a winning,
Totally disrespected for their efforts.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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It's Death Again
It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
The Reign of Death
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Amending Fate
Though inevitable are the writings,
Of fate, of divine moving hands,
Yet wishful efforts, tears of sincerity,
Heaving of burning serious sighs,
And mere a look of a saintly man,
May make mild Prudent Authority,
Who knows well the end,
And when and where is to amend.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Attending that Convention and talking with those people and many others convinced me that I should become a blogger in my efforts to reform the government and uphold the integrity of the Constitution and the laws made in furtherance thereof.
quote by John Jay Hooker
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For so long as the Jew has even one ally, he will be convinced - in his smallness of mind - that his salvation came from that ally. It is only when he is alone - against all of his own efforts and frantic attempts - that he will, through no choice, be compelled to turn to G-d.
quote by Meir Kahane
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All through the years since World War II, the Japanese people have, I am convinced, made strenuous efforts to preserve and promote world peace, contributing to the progress and prosperity of mankind.
quote by Eisaku Sato
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Disingenuousness
Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.
Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:
Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!
Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
The March of Death
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The moment we want to believe something, we suddenly see all the arguments for it, and become blind to the arguments against it.
quote by George Bernard Shaw
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Misunderstanding Your Methods
Please...
Spare me the wide eyed sincerity.
If you were,
As you've stated...
'Championing 'MY' Cause'
Your approach to doing so,
Would involve less defamation...
Of my character.
And more of a supportive endorsement.
I would think.
You yelling, 'Off with his head! '
Whenever I appear in public...
Does not provide the right security,
I am currently needing.
Or...
That you are inspired with the right motivation.
I need to be convinced,
Your activities are actually for my benefit!
Not against it.
And...
Just perhaps,
I am just misunderstanding your methods...
And this new strategy to attract positive attention.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Crazed Madness Now the Rage
To a finger no one lifts...
From hands kept in balled fists,
To stop and avoid anguish.
With a listening to begin.
But those...
Arguments!
Arguments!
Arguments spit...
To foam from twisted lips!
Rose to the top of everyone's list!
To eyes open wide with chaos surveyed...
And fading promises made,
To end conflicts created.
None of this!
None of this!
None of this would have ever existed,
If fellowship for one another...
Had been consistently displayed.
Instead of a crazed madness,
Now the rage everyone seeks to stage.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I should have known better. Pro-life arguments are now based on scientific evidence and the pro-choice arguments are not. That is a cultural, historical fact.
quote by Stanley Fish
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